"I lost, I lost, still unwilling to acknowledge it, aren't you going too far?"

Ling Zhenfei's expression remained calm; in fact, he had come to the billiard hall just to stir up trouble. He wouldn't have been happy if no one caused him any trouble.

"What's too far about it? That's just the way it is. We're witnesses. If you don't want trouble, scram quickly or don't blame us brothers for being rude."

"What if I don't leave?"

Ling Zhenfei, with his arms crossed, looked at the two men, a shock running through his heart as he prepared to fight.

The blond man cracked his knuckles, the bones making a snapping sound, obviously trying to intimidate Ling Zhenfei.

"If you don't leave, we brothers will break your dog legs, and then see if you dare play dirty tricks again."

"Alright, I have indeed never seen what it looks like to have my arm broken myself. Come on then."

The blond man, unable to intimidate the young man, suddenly became furious, "This kid is here to smash up the place, kill him!"

As he spoke, the blond man swung his pool cue at the young man, who dodged with a swift movement, so fast that regular people couldn't see it. All they heard was the blond man screaming as he went flying and crashed onto a pool table.

The other hoodlums, seeing one of their own beaten, were naturally not going to take it lying down. They all took their pool cues and struck towards Ling Zhenfei, these street roughnecks naturally knew their way around a fight, aiming the pool cues at the head.

Crack! Crack!

With several sounds, the pool cues broke. No one knew how they broke, but then they could see a flash of a figure, and the kid hurled the broken pool cues flying out.

Ling Zhenfei moved swiftly; with punches and kicks, it took just a few minutes for several guys to painfully collapse on the floor, without even seeing how Ling Zhenfei had struck.

The boss, holding a stool, smashed it towards Ling Zhenfei, but Ling Zhenfei raised his hand and punched the stool into pieces. Then, he kicked the boss directly onto the cashier's desk, causing a total mess.

Now no one around dared to approach, as the beating those known roughnecks received was brutal, and no one could handle a single blow from the young man; the others didn't dare to make a move.

"Boss, why bother? Look at you now, embarrassed and discredited. Speaking without credibility is like talking nonsense. How are you going to mix in society in the future?"

Ling Zhenfei stood on the boss's back, speaking sentence by sentence to the boss, while those who had been watching the excitement stood far away, not daring to come closer. Now Ling Zhenfei appeared completely different than when he had first entered, exuding a commanding presence that no one dared to underestimate.

Previously, the boss had been arrogant and condescending, but now he was in this sorry state, surrounded by onlookers.

"Big brother, I know you must be a big brother on Jianghu, just joking with your little brother here. If I did anything wrong, just say it, I'll definitely quit it. Please don't make such jokes, okay?"

The boss was quick-witted, knowing from Ling Zhenfei's moves that he wasn't ordinary, and only people from the upper echelons of Jianghu had such abilities, so he suspected that someone from higher up had come down for some reason.

"You're giving me too much credit. Do you know Zhou Tong and Zhou Jian?"

"Big brother, I know Zhou Tong and Zhou Jian. They often come here to play pool, but brother, I don't associate much with them. If they've committed any wrongs, it's got nothing to do with me."

The store boss, not knowing what Zhou Tong and Zhou Jian had done, quickly disassociated himself from them, trying to avoid getting into trouble.

"I have no interest in this dump. Take me to Zhou Tong and Zhou Jian. If you find them, I'll leave this broken billiard hall to you. If not, I'll demolish it for firewood."

"Okay, big brother, I know where they are. I'll take you to them."

Now Ling Zhenfei was regarded by the store boss as a significant figure in the underworld, someone he definitely didn't dare offend.

Ling Zhenfei rode his bike under the guidance of the shop owner, heading toward the distance, and soon stopped at the entrance of a motorcycle modification shop.

From afar, he could see two young men tinkering with a motorcycle at the entrance, and one of them, Lin recognized immediately as Zhou Jian—it seemed this was the place indeed.

"You can go now. Next time someone comes to shoot pool, don't price gouge them, or you won't find someone as generous as me to give you back your pool hall."

"Thank you, boss, thank you! I'll never dare again," responded the pool hall owner, as if he'd been granted amnesty. He scurried off the car, seemingly afraid that Ling Zhenfei might change his mind.

After parking his vehicle, Ling Zhenfei headed toward the bike shop.

"Li Hao, do you need a motorcycle or want to modify one?"

Zhou Jian, busy with the motorcycle at the shop entrance, asked without even lifting his head—and certainly didn't see that it was Ling Zhenfei who had arrived.

"I need to ask you something."

"Go ahead and ask."

"I need to know, did I not beat you up enough last time?"

Upon hearing this, Zhou Jian sensed something was off. As soon as he looked up and saw a person he couldn't forget right before him, he was about to speak when Ling Zhenfei kicked him to the ground. Before he could react, Ling Zhenfei had grabbed him by the neck and lifted him up.

"What are you doing here? What do you want?"

Zhou Jian was clueless and looked terrified. Hearing the commotion, the shop staff grabbed wrenches and hammers and rushed out.

This type of repair shop often attracted local thugs, and brawls were a common occurrence, so the staff were quite experienced in fighting.

"Nobody lay a hand on him, he's my big brother!"

Zhou Jian knew that fighting would be futile. He quickly called out, and although the staff found it strange—wondering since when their boss had a big brother—they still didn't dare to make a move.

Slap! Slap!

Ling Zhenfei gave Zhou Jian two more slaps, leaving handprints on his face. Zhou Jian didn't flinch and had no intention of fighting back.

Seeing that Zhou Jian hadn't retaliated, Ling Zhenfei stopped hitting him. It didn't feel right to continue beating someone who wasn't fighting back.

"Brother, you can beat me if you want, but I have to ask—what did I do wrong again? You told us not to bother your wife, and I've told everyone to make sure no one dares disobey."

"Think carefully about what you did last night."

Zhou Jian did think very hard but couldn't remember anything definitive.

"Brother, I was working on this bike until after midnight last night; I slept until ten in the morning. I didn't realize I did anything wrong."

Ling Zhenfei's gaze was sharp—no one could escape his eyes, and he felt from Zhou Jian's look that he wasn't lying.

"Could I have really misjudged? Was Zhou Jian not the one who poisoned the fish pond yesterday?"

"If it wasn't you, could it have been your brother?"

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